I yearn for happiness. That is all I am asking for. The holidays are here and I don't see any thrill to it. The only thing I am looking forward to is rest that I need o so much. How I wish I can rent a small room just for me to sleep in. I can't stay a minute longer in this place which I call home. I never thought I'd be saying this but I hate it here, seriously.
This morning I woke up at 8.30am which is obviously what i'd call, extremely late for school. Instead of stuffing myself underneath that comfortable blankie, I went to the extent of rushing myself so I can reach school before 9.15am. This happened for a simple reason which is, I'd rather be damn fucking sleepy in class, than staying at home with not a single moment of peace which I can look forward to. Mum and Dad are pissing me off. Seriously. Don't they understand?! I HAVE NOT ENOUGH MONEY TO GO ROUND.
I don't understand really. Why can't they wait for my next pay? Fucking hell. And right at this moment i am damn hungry cos they refuse to let the kid who doesn't give all her FUCKING pay to the fucking parents food. Like a dog who's pushed to the side just because he licked the hell out of his owner.
urgh! I HATE HOME! I love school.
in writing. || 11:37 PM